1. Poems about snow and ice
Zhang said "Early Plum Blossoms" Staying at Furong Mountain during the snow Liu Changqing At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold mountains. Snow Luo Yin It is auspicious to have a good harvest, but what will happen in a good year?
If there is a poor person in Chang'an, the auspiciousness should not be too much. Qinyuan Spring·Snow Mao Zedong The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing. The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.
On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting. There are so many beauties in the country, attracting countless heroes to bow their waists.
I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant. The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, but let’s look at the present. Snow Han Yu There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden. Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital (Cen Shen, Tang Dynasty). The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and it snows in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Dusk snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and cannot be turned over by the frost.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Meng Jiao·Tang Yimen presented snow to his master. The poor men of Yimen chanted snow in the air, and the powerful men of Yimen drank wine. The joyful sound of wine melts into the snow, and the sound of snow is full of sorrow and decay.
Returning with different joys and sorrows, the spring breeze of thousands of miles moves the rivers and willows. The hungry crows peck at each other at night, and the sores moan at each other.
Bingchang has a knife, and God has no mercy. Heavy snow is pressing down on the sycamore trees, and firewood is falling into the majestic mountains.
It is safe to know the nest of the luan and the phoenix, and not to fall in love with the owl and the kite. There are lucky children below, and there are many new struggles for picking up things.
But you will lose what you want, but you will praise this business. A gentleman also picks up relics, but picking up relics does not mean picking up names.
The nest of the Luan and the Phoenix will be repaired to prevent it from being merged with the owl and the kite. Because the hungry snow groans, there is no peace at dawn.
The Snow Song at Night The rich and the poor are happy with the snow and clear weather, and they all feel happy when they go out. The sea of ????mirrors sees the slenderness, and the ice sky steps fluttering.
Fairies go out one by one, and every family’s reputation disappears. The little boy strikes the jade finger, and the old man sings the holy song.
If the flow of wise air is endless, how few auspicious immortals there are. At first I knew that I was looking for luck, but at the end I was suspicious of the strange etiquette.
The market is also clean, and the buildings are towering. People are willing to look eastward, but the green flowers are still far away in the west.
How thin is the thought of heaven? How anxious is Chen Zhong? Worry and anxiety lead to peace, so as to compare with Yao in time.
There are some clues in the ancient words, and there are some hidden meanings in the new words. He is willing to be a drunkard, and he is a shameless singing girl.
It is not easy to choose the sound, but it is the right time to cut it. Nowadays, the ancient prose has the same rhythm and the same rhythm.
I am willing to play all the melancholy ballads in Yao Guan's palace. 2. Poems about snow and cold
Not a Qionghua
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fang Yue
It is said that the Qionghua is unparalleled and specialized in beauty. This country has a good reputation.
A clear dream in the south of the Yangtze River enters the poetic night, and a thought of tranquility makes the heart fall.
Last year, I rode a crane and lived in Yangzhou. I often drank and slept outside the mist.
The moon is cold and the snow is cold, the flowers have not vomited out, and Ye Fanzhu is doing the right thing.
The beauty of the heart's expectations is that it is real, not fake.
The most beautiful flowers to visit this spring are the flowers that I have broken off to fill the green vat.
Looking at the U-turn and saying something backwards, the words before and after are so awkward.
The clusters of real pearls and jade butterflies are in the same mood as the Eight Immortals.
He is famous for smiling at each other, but it is stupid to insist on being a flower.
It is like a small group of great sages, but at a glance you can recognize them as strange giants.
How difficult is it to say goodbye to a loyal and loyal person? Zhu Tuo is not like Guan Longfeng.
If you try to hold on to this argument, your disbelief will be like the Yangtze River.
The summer cloth is sent to Wang Tingju with the rhyme of Xiao Jingfu
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wen Tianxiang
An expert can jump out of the kiln of heaven and earth without fireworks.
Lifting up a thousand feet, the piece looks like gold and burnt.
The fragrant mantle blows in the cold snow, and the purple beard floats in the wind.
Rubbing the trees in the clouds, the blooming flowers will wither.
But I know that the bones of immortals are light, so I don’t learn how to shake my reflection.
The world is full of descriptions, but the beauty lies in raw silk.
Opening up the fight and pouring the heavenly syrup, Xia Yi but Qiong Yao. 3. Verses related to ice and snow
1. "Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: The Deep Ice is Three Feet Thick" by an unknown person from the Northern and Southern Dynasties
The deep ice is three feet thick, and it is covered with plain snow for thousands of miles.
My heart is like a pine and a cypress, how can your love be the same?
Translation: The water in the deep pool was covered with ice three feet thick, and white snow covered the land thousands of miles away.
Despite the cold, my heart is still as firm and unchanging as a cypress. What is your heart like?
2. "Huanxisha·Jade Bowl Drops Dew Flowers on Ice" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
The jade bowl drops dew flowers on the cold ice, and the powder melts into the fragrant snow and shines through the gauze. The makeup on your face at night is better than lotus flowers.
The temples are about to welcome the moon, and the red wine is beginning to appear on the face. A spring dream. The sun is setting in the west.
Translation: The jade bowl in the boudoir is filled with crystal clear ice, and the water droplets condensed on the edge of the bowl are like dew. The beauty's pink sweat is slightly melted, revealing her fragrant and white body through the light gauze; her delicate face with heavy makeup in the evening is even better than a gorgeous lotus.
The hair that hangs slightly after makeup complements the moon between her eyebrows; the reddish wine halo falls on her cheeks like the morning glow. Waking up from day sleep and dreaming, the sun sets in the west. It turns out that all this is the result of waking up from a spring dream.
3. "Linjiang Immortal·Linjiang Immortal·Winter Night and Winter Night" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Winter night and night, the ice closes the well, and the bright moon in the painting hall invades the curtains. The green jar shines brightly and cries sadly. The green vat is full of temptations, but the pink tears are still hanging down.
Before finishing the song, he hid his tears and sang with a hint of sadness. There should be no conflict between the two words of love. If you want to know where the heart is broken, dark dust flies on the beam.
Translation: It was very cold at night in winter, and the ice sealed the well. The bright moonlight shines through the gorgeous room into the tent, and the cyan lights flicker brightly and darkly, reflecting the mournful maid. The wick was almost burned out, and the rouge powder and tears flowed down drop by drop.
Before finishing a glass of wine, she was seen hiding her face in tears, and her singing was mixed with desolate sorrow. Both the sadness and the singing can be vented as much as possible without contradicting each other. You have to appreciate the sadness of her singing when her singing makes the dust from the roof beams fly down.
4. Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty's "Youth Journey·Jade Kettle Ice-Bright Beast Stove Ashes"
Jade Kettle Ice-Bright Beast Stove Ashes. People raised the embroidery curtain and opened it. One night in the spring bush, all six flowers bloomed, without waiting for the scissors.
The palace of Luoyang City rises from the sky, and the towers are everywhere. The turbulent wind is gentle, the saddle is fluttering and the sleeves are wet, and the way back is like Zhangjie.
Translation: A layer of bright and transparent ice has formed in the jade pot, and the spices in the animal-shaped incense burner have burned to ashes. Opening the embroidered curtain and looking out the window, I discovered that a heavy snowfall at night had decorated the trees and flowers so brightly that there was no need to use scissors to cut them.
Luoyang’s city towers soared into the sky, covering the buildings high and low. Snowflakes were still falling like willow catkins, brushing against the saddles and staining the sleeves of clothes. People who had a date felt like the way home As for Zhangtai Street.
5. "Linjiang Immortal Cold Willow" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty
Where are the flying catkins and flying flowers, the layers of ice and snow destroy it, and the sparse trees are cold in the early hours of the night . The bright moon is good for loving him, and being haggard is also relevant.
Finally, after the silken threads have shaken, they turn to teach people to recall the Spring Mountains. The dream of skirt is intermittently difficult. How much hate the west wind blows away the eyebrows.
Translation: Where did the catkins and poplar flowers drift to in the wind? It turned out that it was destroyed by thick ice and snow. It was late at night and the wind was cold at the fifth watch, and the willow tree looked desolate and desolate. The bright moon shines selflessly, caring regardless of whether the willow trees are lush or sparse.
Especially when the lush willow silk is shaking down, I can't help but recall the woman from back then. In the dream, I saw the scene of my tryst with her again, but good dreams are easy to break, and broken dreams are hard to continue. Then I sent my sorrow to the west wind, but no matter how strong the west wind was, it could not blow away the endless sorrow that was frowning between my brows. 4. Poems describing ice and snow
Zhang said "Early Plum Blossoms"
Staying in Furong Mountain during the snow Liu Changqing
At dusk the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold mountains.
Snow Luo Yin
It will be auspicious for you to have a good year, but what will happen in a good year.
If there is a poor person in Chang'an, the auspiciousness should not be too much.
Qinyuan Spring·Snow Mao Zedong
The scenery of the North is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.
The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.
On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.
The country is so beautiful,
It attracts countless heroes to bow down.
I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.
It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, but let’s look at the present.
Xue Han Yu
The new year is not yet full of youth, and I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital (Cen Shen, Tang Dynasty)
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.
You are nowhere to be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Meng Jiao·Tang
The Yimen snow is given to the master
The poor Yimen chant snow in the air, and the powerful Yimen all drink wine. The joyful sound of wine is sold out in the snow, and the sound of snow is excitable and sad. Returning with different joys and sorrows, the spring breeze of thousands of miles moves the rivers and willows.
Hungry snow cries
Hungry crows peck each other at night, and sores moan to each other. Bingchang has always been a knife, and God has no mercy.
The heavy snow is pressing down on the sycamore trees, and the broken firewood falls into the majestic mountains. It is safe to know the nest of the luan and the phoenix, but not to fall in love with the owl and the kite.
There are lucky children here, and there are many new struggles for picking up things. But begging for loss, but praising this business.
A gentleman also picks up lost things, but picking up lost things does not mean picking up names. The nest of the Luan and the Phoenix will be replenished to prevent it from being merged with the owl and the kite.
Because the snow cries out of hunger, there is no peace at dawn.
The Snow Sings at Night
The rich and the poor are happy when the snow is clear, and they all feel happy when they go out. The sea of ????mirrors sees the slenderness, and the ice sky steps fluttering.
Fairies go out one by one, and every family’s reputation disappears. The little boy strikes the jade finger, and the old man sings the holy song.
If the flow of wise air is endless, how few auspicious immortals there are. At first I knew that I was looking for luck, but at the end I was suspicious of the strange etiquette.
The market is also clean, and the buildings are towering. People are willing to look eastward, but the green flowers are still far away in the west.
How thin is the thought of heaven? How anxious is Chen Zhong? Worry and anxiety lead to peace, so as to compare with Yao in time.
There are some clues in the ancient words, and there are some hidden meanings in the new words. He is willing to be a drunkard, and he is a shameless singing girl.
It is not easy to choose the sound, but it is the right time to cut it. Nowadays, the ancient prose has the same rhythm and the same rhythm.
I am willing to play all the melancholy ballads in Yao and Guan. 5. Half-hour quick answers to ancient poems about rain, snow, and frost
Rain
Spring Dawn
Spring sleep without realizing the dawn
Hear the cry everywhere Bird
The sound of wind and rain at night
How many flowers have fallen
Snow
Jiang Xue
Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared
Ten thousand people have disappeared
Lonely boat and coir raincoat man
Fishing alone in the snow in the cold river
Bing
Lin Bu
Bing Qing Shuang Jie. Plum blossom last night. There are three jade dragons in the place, the sound is swaying, and the branches are full of moon. A dream. The golden beast burns. Xiaohan orchid is extinguished. Roll up the bead curtain to enjoy the scenery, and don't sweep the snow in front of the steps.
Chen Jiyan's Mountain Residence
Looking at water and ice like a mirror, sweeping snow and jade into dust. There is no need to ask about the present and the past, he is the emperor's man
Quxin Mausoleum, the old courtyard of Guozhen Lawyer
The quiet autumn courtyard is closed in the autumn light, and passers-by come to the auditorium at leisure. When all the solid ice is gone, it turns into water. It is invisible and does no harm.
The cold wind destroys the trees, and the severe frost freezes the orchids in the courtyard
An ancient poem from Yuefu of the Han Dynasty "Old Poems Composed by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife"
I don't know if the courtyard rain has fallen this morning, I doubt it It was the forest flowers that bloomed last night
Tingxue: The snowflakes that fell in the courtyard.
Tang·Song Zhiwen "Response to Snow in the Garden"
The sound of water makes you swallow the ice, and the sand road is flat in the snow
Tang·Liu Changqing "Reward" Zhang Xiaxue wrote in the bitter cold on his way to the state for a farewell visit at night"
A vine path is green, and thousands of snow-capped peaks are clear
"Returning to the Old Mountain in Winter" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"
The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another
Xuanyuan Terrace: It is said to be the place where the Yellow Emperor captured Chiyou.
"Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The clouds are low at dusk, and the snow is dancing in the returning wind
Returning wind: the whirling wind.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Confronting the Snow"
The frost is severe and the clothes are broken, and the fingers cannot be knotted
The fingers are stiff.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Five Hundred Words of Odyssey to Fengxian County from Beijing"
The clouds are clear and the gulls are dancing, and the wind is against the geese and they have no movement
No movement: Not in line.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Send off the eldest grandson Jiansheren to return to the state in the winter evening"
The cold weather reminds us that the days are short, the wind and waves are flat with the clouds
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Gong'an County" "Nostalgia"
On the sparse bamboos in the setting sun, in the mountains with lingering snow
Tang Dynasty Han Hong's "The Lord Chu's House Meeting Bi Shuzi Qian Yuanwai Lang Envoy" (a poem by Zhang Ji)
Who will make thousands of piles of snow on the flat ground, cut and carve them into a series of ceilings
"Two Poems on Li Hua" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty: "When the land competes for luxury in spring, Luoyang gardens are especially busy. Who will flatten the ground? Thousands of piles of snow are cut and carved to form a continuous ceiling.
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Frost
Frost
The osmanthus beetle flowers are not real, and the frost is majestic under the sky.
All kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky
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Frost leaves are redder than flowers in February. It is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Roosters sing in the moonlight in Maodian, and people leave Banqiao in frost.
The moon is setting, black hooves are covered in frost. , Jiang Feng fishes and fires to Chou Mian. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, a passenger ship arrives in the middle of the night.